Chapter 14: The Hyungs

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(Pov switch)

It had been a long day for Seokjin with his after school activities but he had never felt more relieved to be at home. Even though he knew he would have to take up babysitting the youngers it wasn't a punishment to him really since he valued family time with his brothers.

Yoongi however would be overjoyed to not be the only one taking care of them so with each step towards the door he smiled wider already imagining the chaos the younger three had done with the fact they were stopped from playing outside. Namjoon was only a step behind him lugging his bag towards the door as well with an umbrella in one hand with the pouring rain and his other hand gripping his bag. Seokjin turned around just in time to help his brother carry the one side of the bag holding his own umbrella with his other hand as well.

The rain fell harder by the second they moved closer to the house and it was relieving to see the familiar sight of the house since they wanted to escape the sudden coldness and rain that came out of nowhere earlier.

"I really don't understand why you needed to take so many books today Joon. Look at how light my bag is and how back breaking yours is. At the end of the day you look like a zombie" He teased and Namjoon huffed rolling his shoulders as they stopped in front of the door.

"I wanted to do more reading at the library in my study period today but couldn't decide which subject to study so I just decided on most of them. I already told you before we left though" Seokjin snickered and rolled his eyes playfully before he reached out to unlock the door.

"Yeah I know, I just wanted to hear your explanation again because even though I value education I still wonder which part of our parents you inherited your love of work for....a shame the youngers doesn't love studying though but at least we love their wild spirits and different personalities" Namjoon laughed as the door opened and Seokjin helped the younger to drag the bag inside while closing his umbrella before they both just dropped the bag next to the shoes rack which made Namjoon close his own umbrella as he placed it next to the door with Seokjin's one.

Seokjin straightened his back before he put down his own bag reminding himself to take it back to his own room before his parents return and they get scolded as well.

"It is probably a good thing we don't have any more Namjoon clones as siblings since we would have our entery way blocked with bags but I think our parents would prefer that then having the youngers breaking into someone else's yard to play around there" He shook his head and looked at Namjoon who nodded silently.

"Yeah, the stealing was crossing the line too. I love them but they messed up badly and we still have no idea where all the stuff went, the worst part is probably how they still have no idea the value of the plushy toy they stole" Seokjin's face fell at the reminder as he took off his shoes.

"They will understand more once they are older and our parents are ready to tell them but I get Eomma's reaction. Even if nearly a decade has passed it doesn't get better with the knowledge of..." His words trailed off and Namjoon didn't say anything.

It wasn't a completely forbidden topic in the household but since only Seokjin and Yoongi could really remember more of back then it was harder for Namjoon when he was told of his dead twin brother. The younger ones had no memory of their other brother which made it easier to push the heartache to the back of reality even if it was wrong considering he was still part of the family, dead or alive.

"One day...I just hope they don't feel bad about taking the plushy then. They are still young" Namjoon sighed shaking his head as he put on his slippers at the same time Seokjin stretched his arms out with his slippers already on.

"Says the 12 year old, don't pretend like you aren't young just because you have the brain of an old smart man" He teased trying to lift the heavy tension again which worked as Namjoon rolled his eyes and hid a smile.

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